Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

#Chapter 340 – Rea*surance

Ella

We all go a little pale, I think, as we consider the possibility that Cora, too, is an accidental – or not so accidental – surrogate.

“I’m sure that’s not true,” I say suddenly, shaking my head but a little shaken – I admit – by the idea that the baby was conceived during a storm that basically forced Roger and Cora off the road and into an empty room with not much in it besides a bed. It seems…a little too convenient to be chance, didn’t it?

“This is your baby, Cora,” I say with a*surance, knowing it to be true.

“She’s right,” Roger says, nodding at Cora without doubt in his eyes. “You are this baby’s mother, and I’m its father, and that’s the end of the story. All right?”

Cora nods, but I can see her hesitate still.

“We’ll get answers, Cora,” Sinclair says quietly. “I agree with Ella and Roger – but if you’d like, we can consult the elders, like we did when we wanted information on how Ella was pregnant.”

“Oh,” she says, her eyebrows going up “Yes, can we do that? That would be great.”

Sinclair nods, giving her a little smile and letting her know that he’ll set it up as soon as can be arranged. I realize something and gasp with excitement, bouncing a little on the bed.

“Maybe you’re a wolf, Cora!” I say, “like me! Maybe you just didn’t realize it! Maybe the same thing happened!”

“No, Ella,” Cora says, laughing at my excitement a little. “Our mother made it very clear to me on the temple steps that day – two daughters, one wolf, one human. I’m the human.”

“Oh,” I say, suddenly disappointed. But I take a deep breath and dismiss the thought, wrapping my arms around my sister’s shoulders and pressing my cheek to hers. “Well, whatever!” I say, cheerful. “Whatever this baby’s genetic makeup is, I’m excited. And we’ll love little ‘it‘ so much.”

the bed and putting his head in my lap, resting the baby on the bed next

at him, curious. “Why do you think

some kind of logical sense that you only

his head to the side, considering. “I wouldn’t mind that,” he murmurs, and then he looks at Cora and smirks. “I have a weak spot for humans. Cute

wrinkles her nose at him and I sigh, glad we’re on happier conversational ground again. “I think it’s cool that we don’t know the gender,” I

me. “I seem to remember you tackling me in excitement when I told you he

there’s something good about the

see her looking at Roger, grinning at the clear disappointment on his face. “You wish you knew,” she guesses

says, huffing a sigh “It’s not usual for wolves to wait to

Christmas but then having to wait six months to get

to give him a little

accuses, her grin deepening. “You won’t be able to

at Cora, rueful, but doesn’t deny

I gasp, my hands flying to

a boy,” Sinclair reminds me, laughing

glare before turning

girl.”

he asks, confused but

declare, “you just can!” Everyone is laughing now and

“Back

a little smile at me. “I’m team girl. If we have a boy I’m handing it immediately off to Roger,” she declares, though we

her hands off and be

you leaning towards a girl,” Sinclair asks,

and mermaids,” she